I'm Christian, Not perfect

Well, yesterday, after I had that sweet moment with Future Fashionista when she was sitting on my lap singing "Mighty to Save", it all changed. 

We were having friends over and I wanted to clean up a little bit before they got here.  My kids have a way of leaving a trail of destruction behind them everywhere they go.  I'm sure all kids do.  They're kids.  They live in the here and now.  If they drop something on the floor, that happened an entire minute ago, or an hour ago, or sometimes as the case may be, a week ago.  They don't think about it anymore.  They will step over it until infinity.

 My daughter had wrapped a little plastic box with wrapping paper. . . it's something she's into now.  But, for some reason, she unwrapped it yesterday and left the paper in the middle of the hallway.  I asked her to pick up the paper.  She screamed at the top of her lungs,
"Why do I have to do everything!?!?!?"

Mommy did not react to this very well.  I tried to remain calm.  But, at the same time I was trying to get The Builder to pick up the gazillion Legos on the floor in his bedroom.  And he quickly ushered me out, with a "I just want you to leave my room!!!".  

I lost it.  I lost every Christian thought in my head and thought how ungrateful these two little people were being.  I actually asked them if they enjoyed treating mommy like crap.  True story.  I'm not proud of it.  I have no idea what happened!  I guess the enemy came into me and started speaking  through my mouth. 

So, my point is, I'm not perfect!  My husband has been working 12 hour shifts for the last couple days, including Saturday and Sunday and will be until at least Wednesday this coming week.  My parents and entire family live in Florida.  I don't have a huge support system here, so sometimes I get stressed out.  It's not an excuse, just reality. 

I'm not completely "there" yet--meaning at a place where I can approach everything with calmness, patience, rationality, tenderness and understanding.  I'm working on it.  It's a process.   I've said this before, but I'll say it again,  I told my stepmom that I'd like a "Fruits of the Spirit" bracelet to remind me to be patient and kind.  In every circumstance.  She got me one for my birthday.  I think I should have been wearing it yesterday.  Maybe I should sleep with it and never take it off!

 Because with an (almost) 7 year old and a 4 year old with their own agendas, I need all the help I can get!   But, it's great to know that I'm forgiven for everything that I do.  Thank God and Jesus for that!  And the kids seem to "forgive and forget" pretty quickly also.  Thank God for that.  When I was talking to my mom one time about being frustrated and yelling at the kids, she told me that she used to yell at us all the time when we were kids.  I don't remember that at all.  All I remember is the good stuff.  So hopefully my kids remember the good stuff as well.    If you're still here reading at the bottom of this post, thanks for letting me ramble!!

Fruits of the Spirit

Everyone have a Blessed Day.  I hope that you are better able to show the fruits of the spirit today than I was yesterday!!

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